No, not even married

In residency, we had abortion clinic on specific rotations. It was very much a part of our training and became evident just how necessary it is, in so many different situations. Coming back to Idaho was eye-opening. Access to abortion was lacking. But it wasn’t even specifically the lack of abortion that was noticeable—as a young woman I’d get these comments, questions, like how many kids do you have? And I’d say none. And they’d ask, oh, are you married? No, not even married? I was defined by being unmarried and childless, and there’d be no additional questions. Things like that would happen a lot.

Rebekah L Davis

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